<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1725950804968923461</id><updated>2009-10-13T18:01:15.265-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meus devaneios...</title><subtitle type='html'>Um monte de loucuras de minha mente mais do que neurótica! Entre e devaneie...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Victor Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204234705683077038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1725950804968923461.post-9023598717626122506</id><published>2009-03-17T01:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:12:09.819-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desculpem...</title><content type='html'>Gente, estou sem cabeça pra postar, sem criatividade, sem paciência... E eu acho que ninguem vai sentir falta! Mas aguardem novas postagens... Um dia eu volto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraços!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1725950804968923461-9023598717626122506?l=victorocastro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/feeds/9023598717626122506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1725950804968923461&amp;postID=9023598717626122506&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/9023598717626122506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/9023598717626122506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/2009/03/desculpem.html' title='Desculpem...'/><author><name>Victor Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204234705683077038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09918320118118929546'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1725950804968923461.post-1737167276380304190</id><published>2009-03-17T01:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T01:09:09.152-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma boa musica!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Say&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" id="sz"&gt;John Mayer&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" id="cmp"&gt;Composição: John Mayer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Take all of your wasted honor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Every little past frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Take all of your so called problems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Better put 'em in quotations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Say what you need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Walkin' like a one man army,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Fightin' with the shadows in your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Livin' up the same old moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Knowin' you'd be better off instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; If you could only...Say what you need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Have no fear for givin' in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Have no fear for giving over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; You better know that in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It's better to say too much, than never to say what you need to say again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Even if your hands are shaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; And your faith is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Even as the eyes are closin',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Do it with a heart wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (Wide Heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Say what you need to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Say what you need to, Say what you need to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Say what you need to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Essa letra é muito bonita... Escutem a musica no youtube! Acessem: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hOjfDQFbnXA&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1725950804968923461-1737167276380304190?l=victorocastro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/feeds/1737167276380304190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1725950804968923461&amp;postID=1737167276380304190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/1737167276380304190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/1737167276380304190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-boa-musica.html' title='Uma boa musica!'/><author><name>Victor Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204234705683077038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09918320118118929546'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1725950804968923461.post-5372958551424838360</id><published>2008-08-29T22:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:59:12.059-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SIMBIOSE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/SLipV5CSvxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aENip1nwXM8/s1600-h/barco020012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240124359998357266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/SLipV5CSvxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aENip1nwXM8/s320/barco020012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simbiose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo o mar como o mar fosse amar;&lt;br /&gt;Sou fascinado pelas profundas belezas desse infinito oceano;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo no vai e vem das ondas que vem beijar a beira-mar;&lt;br /&gt;Sou como a corrente que vai de porto em porto renovando as águas;&lt;br /&gt;Sou como o mar, nunca sou o mesmo sempre me renovo;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o lugar, sempre guardo segredos e que ninguém nunca descobrirá o que são...&lt;br /&gt;Sou uma simbiose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victor Castro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1725950804968923461-5372958551424838360?l=victorocastro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/feeds/5372958551424838360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1725950804968923461&amp;postID=5372958551424838360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/5372958551424838360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/5372958551424838360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/2008/08/simbiose.html' title='SIMBIOSE...'/><author><name>Victor Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204234705683077038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09918320118118929546'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/SLipV5CSvxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aENip1nwXM8/s72-c/barco020012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1725950804968923461.post-7882744517481676562</id><published>2007-09-27T01:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:39:45.638-03:00</updated><title type='text'>atire a primeira pedra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/RvsvYpauFKI/AAAAAAAAABI/YZtfAQHAKE8/s1600-h/arte0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/RvsvYpauFKI/AAAAAAAAABI/YZtfAQHAKE8/s320/arte0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114733902290621602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca passou por momentos de indecisão e incerteza, que atire a primeira pedra...&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca pensou em deixar pra lá e procurar um caminho mais fácil, que atire a primeira pedra...&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca começou algo e largou antes de terminar, que atire a primeira pedra...&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca decepcionou alguém e colocou a culpa no contexto, que atire a primeira pedra...&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca mentiu pra ter o que queria e se justificou dizendo que "não é o que parece", que atire a primeira pedra...&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca errou e colocou a culpa nos outros, que atire a primeira pedra...&lt;br /&gt;Que atire a primeira pedra em quem finge que é santo!&lt;br /&gt;Deixemos a hipocrisia de lado e admitamos quem somos. Somos imperfeitos e tendenciosos, somos mais do que defeituosos, somos HUMANOS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1725950804968923461-7882744517481676562?l=victorocastro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/feeds/7882744517481676562/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1725950804968923461&amp;postID=7882744517481676562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/7882744517481676562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/7882744517481676562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/2007/09/atire-primeira-pedra.html' title='atire a primeira pedra...'/><author><name>Victor Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204234705683077038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09918320118118929546'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/RvsvYpauFKI/AAAAAAAAABI/YZtfAQHAKE8/s72-c/arte0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1725950804968923461.post-7637507231974741300</id><published>2007-07-27T01:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:39:45.817-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem sou eu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/RqlxSaZVfmI/AAAAAAAAABA/UmbuP1dqLQE/s1600-h/mundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091725414856228450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/RqlxSaZVfmI/AAAAAAAAABA/UmbuP1dqLQE/s320/mundo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem sou eu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essa é uma pergunta muito difícil de responder... O ser humano vive buscando esse tipo de resposta. Questões existencialistas sempre vão bater a nossa porta e quase nunca teremos respostas. Quem sou eu? Uma pergunta um tanto quanto estagnante, estática, sem movimento... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prefiro perguntar, quem eu estou sendo? Assim eu posso provar do mar de possibilidades que a vida pode me dar, assim eu posso mergulhar no universo de opções que o meu estado de espírito me concede. Sendo assim comungo da idéia de que o ser humano é um ser mutante e instável, em estado de evolução rumo ao nosso arquétipo central. Uns em estados mais avançados e outro regredindo, porém todos em constantes mudanças... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde eu estou? Já nem sei mais!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1725950804968923461-7637507231974741300?l=victorocastro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/feeds/7637507231974741300/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1725950804968923461&amp;postID=7637507231974741300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/7637507231974741300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/7637507231974741300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/2007/07/quem-sou-eu.html' title='Quem sou eu?'/><author><name>Victor Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204234705683077038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09918320118118929546'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/RqlxSaZVfmI/AAAAAAAAABA/UmbuP1dqLQE/s72-c/mundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1725950804968923461.post-5962218528593728348</id><published>2007-07-27T00:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:39:45.949-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mexendo em minhas coisas, vi esse texto que eu copiei de um site que eu não me lembro(O autor que me perdoe!). Achei interessante e decidi postar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Abraços!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091724358294273618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/RqlwU6ZVflI/AAAAAAAAAA4/x9s8cz7hhf4/s320/salvador_dali_the_temptation_of_st_anthony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os Sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos são pontes importantes entre processos conscientes e inconscientes. Comparado à nossa vida onírica, o pensamento consciente contém menos emoções intensas e imagens simbólicas. Os símbolos oníricos frequentemente envolvem tanta energia psíquica, que somos compelidos a prestar atenção neles. Para Jung, os sonhos desempenham um importante papel complementar ou compensatório. Os sonhos ajudam a equilibrar as influências variadas a que estamos expostos em nossa vida consciente, sendo que tais influências tendem a moldar nosso pensamento de maneiras frequentemente inadequadas à nossa personalidade e individualidade. A função geral dos sonhos, para Jung, é tentar estabelecer a nossa balança psicológica pela produção de um material onírico que reconstitui equilíbrio psíquico total.&lt;br /&gt;Jung abordou os sonhos como realidades vivas que precisam ser experimentadas e observadas com cuidado para serem compreendidas. Ele tentou descobrir o significado dos símbolos oníricos prestando atenção à forma e ao conteúdo do sonho e, com relação à análise dos sonhos, Jung distanciou-se gradualmente da maneira psicanalítica na livre associação. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pelo fato do sonho lidar com símbolos, Jung achava que eles teriam mais de um significado, não podendo haver um sistema simples ou mecânico para sua interpretação. Qualquer tentativa de análise de um sonho precisa levar em conta as atitudes, a experiência e a formação do sonhador. É uma aventura comum vivida entre o analista e o analisando. O carácter das interpretações do analista é apenas experimental, até que elas sejam aceitas e sentidas como válidas pelo analisando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mais importante do que a compreensão cognitiva dos sonhos é o ato de experienciar o material onírico e levá-lo a sério. Para o analista junguiano devemos tratar nossos sonhos não como eventos isolados, mas como comunicações dos contínuos processos inconscientes. Para a corrente junguiana é necessário que o inconsciente torne conhecida sua própria direção, e nós devemos dar-lhe os mesmos direitos do Ego, se é que cada lado deva adaptar-se ao outro. À medida que o Ego ouve e o inconsciente é encorajado a participar desse diálogo, a posição do inconsciente é transformada daquela de um adversário para a de um amigo, com pontos de vista de algum modo diferentes, mas complementares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1725950804968923461-5962218528593728348?l=victorocastro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/feeds/5962218528593728348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1725950804968923461&amp;postID=5962218528593728348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/5962218528593728348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/5962218528593728348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/2007/07/gente-mexendo-em-minhas-coisas-vi-esse.html' title=''/><author><name>Victor Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204234705683077038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09918320118118929546'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nLn7KKyn5ZI/RqlwU6ZVflI/AAAAAAAAAA4/x9s8cz7hhf4/s72-c/salvador_dali_the_temptation_of_st_anthony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1725950804968923461.post-6122013608698576877</id><published>2007-07-22T23:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:47:20.735-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Incio...</title><content type='html'>A vida é feita de começos...&lt;br /&gt;meios...&lt;br /&gt;e fins...&lt;br /&gt;... começos...&lt;br /&gt;meios...&lt;br /&gt;e fins...&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o que aconteça, sempre há um ciclo...&lt;br /&gt;Um axioma de maria... O 1 que se transforma em 2, que se transforma em 3, que é o o 1 de outro axioma...&lt;br /&gt;bem vindos a vida!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor Castro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1725950804968923461-6122013608698576877?l=victorocastro.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/feeds/6122013608698576877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1725950804968923461&amp;postID=6122013608698576877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/6122013608698576877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1725950804968923461/posts/default/6122013608698576877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorocastro.blogspot.com/2007/07/incio.html' title='Incio...'/><author><name>Victor Castro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00204234705683077038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09918320118118929546'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>